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The eastern world it is explodingViolence flarin', bullets loadin'You're old enough to kill but not for votin'You don't believe in war but whats that gun you're totin'?And even the Jordan River has bodies floatin'

But you tell meOver and over and over again my friendAh, you don't believeWe're on the eve of destruction

Don't you understand what I'm tryin' to sayCan't you feel the fears I'm feelin' today?If the button is pushed, there's no runnin' awayThere'll be no one to save with the world in a graveTake a look around you boy, it's bound to scare you boy

And you tell meOver and over and over again my friendAh, you don't believeWe're on the eve of destruction

And you tell meOver and over and over again my friendAh, you don't believeWe're on the eve of destruction

Think of all the hate there is in Red ChinaThen take a look around to Selma, AlabamaYou may leave here for four days in spaceBut when you return it's the same old placeThe pounding of the drums, the pride and disgraceYou can bury your dead but don't leave a traceHate your next door neighbor but don't forget to say grace

And tell meOver and over and over and over again my friendYou don't believeWe're on the eve of destructionMmm, no, no, you don't believeWe're on the eve of destruction